[Intellect is a strong suit for Dodger, but wisdom? Not as much. He's always been a bit too suggestible for his own good. When the words hit him he tightens his grip for a moment, fighting the spell before he finally submits and his fingers slack.
He doesn't back off, though, instead sliding his fingers over Taako's shirt and reaching to hike it up.]
Gonna have to try harder than that, sweetheart.
[Sure, he has no idea what the fuck just happened... and any sort of mental power has always left a horrible taste in his mouth, this time is no exception. But as long as he just brushes it off and keeps going, he won't have to be stuck worrying about whether Taako is actually capable of doing damage to him.]
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He doesn't back off, though, instead sliding his fingers over Taako's shirt and reaching to hike it up.]
Gonna have to try harder than that, sweetheart.
[Sure, he has no idea what the fuck just happened... and any sort of mental power has always left a horrible taste in his mouth, this time is no exception. But as long as he just brushes it off and keeps going, he won't have to be stuck worrying about whether Taako is actually capable of doing damage to him.]